This was my dream of Nellie
Who walked barefoot in the sand
to meet me,
Who was younger than when I knew her,
Who wondered with delight in this moment.
And her face reflected a happiness and contentment not possible before,
We embraced with mutual love
and admiration,
We shared the pleasure of speaking
without barriers,
I will remember my pain as we had to part
-she left easily –
I only because there was no choice,
This is my memory of you, Mother

Millie